THE ILLUSION OF NOT ENOUGH

"I'm not good enough."

How many times have you whispered that?

What if this isn't even your voice?
What if it's ancestral -
projected by a parent who believed the same, passed down like a curse we mistake for truth?

My spouse believed I needed a Master's Degree to be legitimate.
My dead father had driven himself into the ground chasing success.
My stepfather had just sold his company for millions.

And there I was -
still carrying this gnawing feeling I had something to prove.

So I built an $8+ million business as a middle finger to all of them.

See? I'm worthy. See me now?

But here's the thing about building empires to prove your worth -

You can stack the money.
Frame the accolades.
Stand on stages.

And still feel like a fraud.

I sold that business and collapsed.

Because underneath was a little girl asking:

Am I good enough yet?

But that voice wasn't mine.

It was my father's relentless striving.
My stepfather's expectation.
My spouse's projection.

An ancestral echo -
generations of women trying to earn their place at a table that was always theirs.

We inherit unworthiness.
We absorb shame from parents who never felt whole.

We think we're broken.
But we're holding everyone else's projections.

My breakthrough came when I recognized I was never broken.

What if worthiness isn't earned - it just is?

What if beneath all the doing,
there's a woman who has always been whole, holy, and enough?

When you know your worth cellularly, you stop building to prove yourself.
You build as expression of who you are.

You are the one who never needed fixing.

You've walked the steps and found freedom -
but sovereignty is where recovery becomes embodiment,
and we ripen into our wholeness.